Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

heard about

and wouldn’t think twice about taking harsh measures. Whoever offended him would wish that they were

doubted Hugh’s

would be afraid of someone with

to make sense if he was the

why would a person like him appear in

I am the one watching you from the private room on the fourth floor at

Bar.”

he’d sensed the

“Okay!”

Jane felt the same

following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly humans with horrible

had already

the escape

not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was playing with

idea.

standing before him was

a

what Hugh Croft wanted from

person

sudden question caught

no idea

exposed

have felt the sense

there was no

have her

you

to sign an agreement with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

sound familiar to the job Andy recommended

for people with Omega type blood in

Let me think

was definitely

incredibly good–looking, powerful, and came from

rose

having a second chance at life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life

be in love, being with someone like Hugh Croft was

risk of her losing her life by the side of a

she should

leave me your

of silence enveloped both

and in a pleasant

at a loss for words on how she should reply

number, perhaps?

thinking that Jane might not understand

not come easily out of his

with whom Hugh

one of

like an

time

imprinted

of her

they had the

the

was the wound that had frozen

“Okay!”

her number and WeChat

she did not

The reason was simple.

kept it from him, he

able to dig

liked

through

a simple user name, which

picture of The Simpsons family of five as her

had a full mark “” as his WeChat

display picture was

you. If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave

I’ll think about it. Give

keep her distance from

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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